: The most injured

"I guess I figured it out. No one can match you except me." Qin Mufeng curled the corners of his lips, held Feng Qing's hand, and said politically and economically.

Fortunately, Song Shi had already walked towards Ling Xiaotian at this time and began to set up formations for Ling Xiaotian to block the wind and snow, helping him to retreat and enter into meditation.

Seeing that there was no fight for the time being, Mumuxi jumped on the snow twice and moved her stiff feet, preparing to see if there were any soul beasts around her that she could kill them too.

A wonderful showdown that came to an abrupt end made Mumuxi feel a little excited. If she didn't arrange an opponent to vent her, she was afraid that she would suffocate to death.

After these two men left by themselves, Feng Qing was relieved of blushing.

"Master Qi, do you agree with Ling Xiaotian?"

"kindness?"

Qin Mufeng flicked Feng Qing's shoulders casually, and the snow on his head was injected into Feng Qing's body with warm spiritual power in his hand to help her drive away the cold.

At the entrance of these three floors, the shade-repelling medicine bag worn by Feng Qing is no longer of great use.

"I look at Master Qi, you seem to be enjoying this game more and more. And if you are someone else, Master Qi, you won't give him any three days to break through."

"It's still Qingqing understands me." Qin Mufeng took out the medicine bottle, with his flexible long fingers, and easily pulled the medicine bottle stopper with one hand: "It's almost dark, so take another tablet of Rejuvenation Pill."

Feng Qing reached out to take the Fuyuan Dan and threw it into her mouth.

She is now very accustomed to being slaughtered by Qin Mufeng.

"Besides being a little proud, Ling Xiaotian doesn't look like an unreasonable person. Master Qi, you see, he didn't bother me because of Ling Wei's affairs. This is much better than some people who have no brains and short-sighted protection. And

Although he wanted to avenge Ling Xiaofeng and cut off my arm, he did not force me and still solved it in a duel. All this shows that Ling Xiaotian is essentially a good person."

"What do you want to eat at night?"

"Songjun soup is good." Feng Qing answered casually and continued his topic: "Song Shi had been trying to ease the conflict between Ling Xiaotian and me before, but I couldn't understand it very much. Now, thinking about it, although Song Shi was simple

Some, it's very good at looking at people."

It's a pity that Ling Xiaotian is from Nanling Kingdom and is also a disciple of Ling Fengcheng, otherwise she would have wanted to get along with her.

After all, she is a fierce man who can tear apart the space with bare hands, and she admires her a little bit of it no matter what.

"Qingqing."

Qin Mufeng stopped.

Feng Qing, who was held by Qin Mufeng, also stopped.

"What's wrong?" Feng Qing blinked and looked at Qin Mufeng.

Why did Qin Mufeng suddenly look bad?

"Does it look good?" Qin Mufeng pointed at his face.

"It looks good." Although his expression became a little cold: "Your face is naturally beautiful, Master Qi."

"Ling Xiaotian, Song Shi, is it as good as me?"

Feng Qing shook her head violently.

"Then don't mention it again."

After Qin Mufeng said that, he took another step and pulled Feng Qing forward.

Feng Qing was pulled to the point of staggering, but her face burst into laughter.

Master Qi is jealous!

Before, she thought that Qin Mufeng was willing to experience Song Shi with them because she no longer cared about the little awkwardness of Song Shi. Now it seems that Qin Mufeng is holding back!

Feng Qing held the delicious pine mushroom soup, and stared at Qin Mufeng with her two starry eyes shouting and smiling.

Qin Mufeng only cooks two bowls of things.

If Feng Qing has a good appetite, two bowls are just right.

If Feng Qing has a bad appetite, the remaining Qin Mufeng can also solve it.

It is impossible for others to get some of the food cooked by Qin Mufeng. Feng Xu was seriously injured before, but no matter how greedy Feng Qing was, he did not dare to give it to Feng Xu, for fear that Feng Xu would be "hardered even more" if he drank it.

After a while, Feng Qing has become very thick-skinned. Even when Mu Muxi is staring at her with saliva, she can enjoy the food by herself without changing her face.

Who made Mumuxi not have a considerate partner? She can't blame her.

Feng Qing felt that she must have been inseparable from Qin Mufeng during this period and was led to such a bad situation, so she became more and more unkind.

In addition to not everyone's life, the things that Qin Mufeng cooks have another characteristic.

Consumables are extremely expensive.

This is not the price of food, but the price of firewood!

"Master Qi, your furniture made of rosewood should be almost burned, right?"

"kindness."

"Then will I lose food next?"

Feng Qing, who is used to eating hot food, feels that her future is a bit dark.

"No. Lan Gu's Qiankun Ring still has a lot of firewood."

"Yes, Lan Gu's Qiankun Ring! Why did I forget this?" Feng Qing was overjoyed and handed the bowl to Qin Mufeng: "No, Master Qi, when did you take away the things from Lan Gu's Qiankun Ring?

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"how?"

Qin Mufeng took out a thick fox fur and covered Feng Qing's body, signaling Feng Qing to lie down, and glanced at Feng Ming who had entered meditation not far away.

Let Qingqing sleep alone.

A trace of complexity flashed through Qin Mufeng's eyes.

During this period, Qin Mufeng felt a little irritated because of Feng Ming's existence.

Feng Qing didn't know that Qin Mufeng had so many thoughts in his mind, so he just hugged the thick fox fur tightly and yawned.

"Isn't Lan Gu's ring ruined by me? I thought about it and didn't seem to see you pick up things." Feng Qing slept very fast.

While talking, he hurried in the fox fur and closed his eyes, and his breathing began to gradually calm down.

Song Shi on the other side set up a formation for Ling Xiaotian, guarded for a while, observed that there were no soul beasts around, and then walked back and looked at Feng Qing who was asleep.

"Your Highness, the young master seems to be very injured, and he is still so weak."

Feng Qing didn't sleep like this before, and Song Shi discovered that Feng Qing, who was not protected by Qin Mufeng, was even more afraid of the cold than usual.

Qin Mufeng sat next to Feng Qing, holding his hands on the ground, and his eyes fell on Feng Qing's pink little face.

This time, Feng Qing was seriously injured, but Feng Qing didn't shed a single tear in front of him, and even kept comforting him and telling him that he was fine.

Qin Mufeng knew that Feng Qing was a person who was more hurt, more unwilling to be called pain. Instead, some minor pain would deliberately make fun of him.

He remembered that when Feng Qing, who was petite, went to the Prince's Villa for help, and just smiled and told him that the wound on his face did not hurt.

How could it not hurt?

All were injured.

It was during this period that he took care of himself so carefully that Feng Qing's body still had sequelae.

I feel weak and afraid of chills, and my back often feels inexplicably tingling and stiff.

How could he not see these!

Qin Mufeng did not answer Song Shi's words, but just reached out to stroke the broken hair on Feng Qing's forehead.

Snow City, really deserve to die!

Song Shi saw that although Qin Mufeng didn't say anything, his temperament suddenly became cold. He also understood that Qin Mufeng knew Feng Qing's physical condition better than him, so he sighed and turned around and prepared to rest.

Today’s third chapter!

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